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About Leeds

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

Secret origin

The brilliance of the Jason Bourne franchise is its simplicity. But even his life gets a little complicated, so let's explain the entire Bourne timeline.

So, I’m drenched, but I get to the lab. And there’s this massive traffic jam on the A15. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” I get to the lab, and my colleague, Sarah, is like, “You look like a drowned rat.” Thanks, Sarah. Just what I wanted to hear.

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